[Tim gives Jon an unimpressed look that might clearly read what his mind is thinking: Dude, just wear the jumper if you're cold.]

That's a good point. Besides; you're usually terrible at lying anyway. Alright, I believe you.

[Unable to help himself Tim begins to look around the room. It might not look exactly like home but there was a feeling to it that gave him just the tiniest bit of homesickness.] So, is this what you do all day? Sit locked away in a cold room, snuggled up in a comfy jumper, and read to yourself?